FIFTY-rWO 

MEMORY HYMNS 



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Learn a verse or two every day. Com- 
pel the memory to grasp and retain a 
whole stanza with one reading. Verse 2 
is an easy example. Repeat often. 



* O, for a thousand tongues to sing 
My great Redeemer's praise ! ' ' ^j^ 

— C. Wesley. 



FIFTY-TWO 

MEMORY HYMNS 

TO 

ENRICH DICTION, 

ENLARGE THOUGHT, 

STRENGTHEN MEMORY, 

GIVE WINGS TO FAITH, 

INCULCATE DOCTRINE AND DUTY, 

AND TUNE LIFE TO SWEET MELODIES 

SET TO LOFTIEST SONGS. 



SELECTED BY 

Bishop Henry White Warren 



CINCINNATI : JENNINGS AND GRAHAM ^ 

NEW YORK: EATON AND MAINS 



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LIBRARY of CONSWtSS 
Two Copies R«c&;ve-J 

DEC 26 1907 

Oviiynei'i entry 



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COPYRIGHT, 1907, 3Y 
JENNINGS AND GRAHAM 



FOREWORD 



In 1903 thousands of persons sent me their 
pledge to learn a hymn to be published in the 
papers once a fortnight. Having crossed the 
wide Pacific, and going into Manila in October 
of that year, a steam yacht put ofiF to meet us. 
The crowd on board was dressed in white, and 
we wondered who they could be, till they struck 
up the memory hymn of the week : 

" There 's a wideness in God's mercy, 
Like the wideness of the sea." 

In Manila I heard 1,700 Christians sing, like 
the voice of many waters, in a general Love 
Feast. They had but thirty-six hymns translated 
into their languagej but they knew them all. 
Thirty-six hymns known are better than a thou- 
sand not known. 

The first thing a pious Jew taught his child 
was that glorious Shema, Deut. vi, 4: "Hear, 
O Israel: The Lord, our God, is one God: and 
thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thine 
heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy 
might." Doubtless it was the first word of the 
Hebrew Scriptures that Jesus learned. The 
essence of Scripture has sung itself into over 



thirty thousand hymns. One a week treasured 
in the mind is worth the whole thirty thousand 
treasured in a book. 

The hymns of this book are arranged in a 
definite order, and give a system of theology, the 
plan of salvation, the expression of a perfect 
faith, a guide for life and a glimpse of glory. 

The future rectitude and happiness of those 
who have such sentiments and songs singing in 
their hearts might be almost guaranteed. 

This book should be put into the hands of 
individuals, families, classes, etc. 

Henry White Warren. 



THOMAS BLACKLOCK 

BoRx 1721 
Died 1791 

This Scotch pastor ivas blind the 
nuhole se^venty years of his life, except 
the first six months. Yet he obtained a 
good education, and ivrote 'voluminously. 
He created the "radiant spheres'' in 
his oivn imagination, and " ds'votiori' s 
lofty 'wing' ' raised his soul to see ' * Our 
Maker's grand designs. ' ' 



A CALL TO 
WORSHIP 



Come, O my soul, in sacred lays, 
Attempt thy great Creator's praise: 
But O what tongue can speak His fame? 
What mortal verse can reach the theme ? 

Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, 
He glory like a garment wears ; 
To form a robe of light divine, 
Ten thousand suns around Him shine. 

In all our Maker's grand designs, 
Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines ; 
His works, through all this wondrous frame. 
Declare the glory of His name. 

Raised on devotion's lofty wing. 
Do thou, my soul. His glories sing ; 
And let His praise employ thy tongue. 
Till hstening worlds shall join the song. 




Hymn Number 1 




HENRY KIRKE WHITE 
Born 1785 
Died 1806 

This hymn has poetic fewor and lofty 
imagination. Its author nvas born in 
loivly life, ixjas at first a skeptic, hut halv- 
ing been concerted studied for the min- 
istry, hut died before entering it. 



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MAJESTY AND 
PROVIDENCE 




The Lord our God is clothed with might, 

The winds obey His will ; 
He speaks, and in His heavenly height, 

The rolling sun stands still. 

Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land 
With threatening aspect roar; 

The Lord uplifts His awful hand, 
And chains you to the shore. 

Ye winds of night, your force combine; 

Without His high behest. 
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, 

Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

His voice sublime is heard afar; 

In distant peals it dies; 
He yokes the whirlwind to His car, 

And sweeps the howling skies. 

Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend; 

Ye monarchs, wait His nod ; 
And bid the choral song ascend 

To celebrate our God. 



Hymn Number 2 




FREDERICK W. FABER 

Born 1814 
Died 1863 

Seas, mountains, sun, and stars are 
symbols of the greater ponxjer that cre- 
ated them. They become Ivor ds. Their 
vastnesSy po'wer and brilliancy faintly 
hint the greater qualities <=u>hich called 
them into being. Faber tvas a minister 
of the Church of England from I837 to 
184.3; A priest of the Roman Catholic 
Church afterivard. 



KEEPING MERCY FOR 
THOUSANDS 




There 's a wideness in God's mercy, 
Like the wideness of the sea ; 

There's a kindness in His justice 
Which is more than liberty. 

There is welcome for the sinner, 
And more graces for the good; 

There is mercy with the Savior; 
There is healing in His blood. 

For the love of God is broader 
Than the measure of man's mind ; 

And the heart of the Eternal 
Is most wonderfully kind. 

If our love were but more simple, 
We should take Him at His word; 

And our lives would be all sunshine 
In the sweetness of our Lord. 



Hymn Number 3 




JOHN NEWTON 

Born 1725 
Died 1807 

Having learned the poiver and 
mercy of God, the loiJing trust of man 
fittingly follo'ws. This author -was 
changed by the grace of God from Ioiju- 
est profligacy to highest saintliness. 

The hymn is founded on God^ s prom- 
ise, Gen. 22:14. 



THE LORD WILL 
PROVIDE 



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Though troubles assail, and dangers affright, 
Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite, 
Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide. 
The promise assures us, "The Lord will provide." 

The birds, without barn or storehouse, are fed; 
From them let us learn to trust for our bread: 
His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, 
So long as 't is written, "The Lord will provide." 

No strength of our own, nor goodness we claim. 

Our trust is all thrown on Jesus' name : 

In this our strong tower, for safety we hide; 

The Lord is our power, " The Lord will provide." 

When life sinks apace, and death is in view. 
The word of His grace shall comfort us through: 
Not fearing nor doubting, with Christ on our side, 
We hope to die shouting, "The Lord will provide." 



Hymn Number 4 I ^ 



JOHN CAWOOD 

Born 1775 
Died 1852 

Tnvice the angel throngs ha've shouted 
over our earth: once <vjhen the morn- 
ing stars sang together for the first time, 
and now when the Bright Morning Star 
ushers in the perfect day. We ha've the 
words. O that we had the notes of 
thepean! How cumulatively this hymn 
follcws those preceding. 







THE ANNUN- 
CIATION 


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Hark I what mean those holy voices, 
Sweetly sounding through the skies? 

Lo I the angelic host rejoices ; 
Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 

Listen to the wondrous story, 
Which they chant in hymns of joy: 

"Glory in the highest, glory. 
Glory be to God most high I 

" Peace on earth, good will from heaven, 
Reaching far as man is found ; 

Souls redeemed and sins forgiven ! 
Loud our golden harps shall sound. 

" Christ is born, the great Anointed; 

Heaven and earth His praises sing; 
receive whom God appointed, 

For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 

" Hasten, mortals, to adore Him ; 

Learn His name, and taste His joy; 
Till in heaven ye sing before Him, 
'Glory be to God most high I' " 




Hymn Number 5 


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ALFRED TENNYSON 
Born 1809 
Died 1892 

The keynote of Tennyson's poetry 
is, "/ feel.'^ Feeling has just as in- 
alienable rights as thinking. It is the 
source of more action and life than think- 
ing. It begins earlier, lasts longer, rises 
higher. It is truly said, God is lo've. 
It is ne'ver said, God is thought. 



THE HUMAN AND 
DIVINE CHRIST 



Strong Son of God, immortal Love, 
Whom we, that have not seen Thy face, 
By faith, and faith alone, embrace, 

Believing where we can not prove; 

Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: 
Thou madest man, he knows not why, 
He thinks he was not made to die : 

And Thou hast made him: Thou art just. 

Thou seemest human and divine, 

The highest, holiest manhood. Thou: 
Our wills are ours, we know not how ; 

Our wills are ours, to make them Thine. 

Our little systems have their day ; 

They have their day and cease to be : 
They are but broken lights of Thee, 

And Thou, O Lord, art more than they. 



Hymn Number 6 



JOHN G. WHITTIER 
Born 1807 
Died 1892 

fFise and happy is the man xcAo can 
test his life by the life of the Perfect One. 
The ^lakerpoet believes in the " inner 
light'' of God in man. So Christ says, 
''Lo, I am ivith you alivays.'' Every 
man may ha=ve his Galilee ^here he 
goes about doing good, and his Olivet 
inhere faith changes to sight by an ascen- 
sion . 



A PRESENT ^ 

HELPER ^ 



We may not climb the heavenly steeps 
To bring the Lord Christ down ; 

In vain we search the lowest deeps, 
For Him no depths can drown. 

But warm, sweet, tender, even yet 

A present help is He ; 
And faith has still its Olivet, 

And love its Galilee. 

The healing of the seamless dress 

Is by our beds of pain; 
We touch Him in life's throng and press, 

And we are whole again. 

Through Him the first fond prayers are said 

Our lips of childhood frame; 
The last low whispers of our dead 

Are burdened with His name. 

O Lord and Master of us all, 

Whatever our name or sign. 
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call. 

We test our lives by Thine! 



Hymn Number 7 



BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUX 
Born 1091 
Died 1153 

This hymn is extracted from a poem 
of fifty stanzas^ and is one of the finest 
poems in any language. The Knights of 
the Second Crusade used to sing it around 
the Holy Sepulcher in the Old Jerusalem. 
It is fit to be sung around the Throne in 
the Neiv. 



THE SWEETEST 

NAME 



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Jesus, the very thought of Thee 
With sweetness fills the breast ; 

But sweeter far Thy face to see, 
And in Thy presence rest. 

Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 

Nor can the memory find, 
A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, 

O Savior of mankind I 

O Hope of every contrite heart, 

O Joy of all the meek, 
To those who ask, how kind Thou art ! 

How good to those who seek! 

But what to those who find ? Ah, this 
Nor tongue nor pen can show : 

The love of Jesus, what it is, 
None but His loved ones know. 

Jesus, our only joy be Thou, 
As Thou our prize wilt be ; 

In Thee be all our glory now. 
And through eternity. 



Hymn Number 8 



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CHARLES WESLEY 
Born 1707 
Died 1788 

Only infinite love could make such 
sacrifice. Spirits of just men made per- 
fect recognize the imlue of the legal ten- 
der and sing, * ' Thou hast redeemed us 
by Thy blood. ^' Value is measured by 
price. Hea'ven ivas beggared of its King 
to pay it. We can not measure it, but 
lue can accept it. 



SPIRITUAL LEGAL 
TENDER 




O Love Divine, what hast Thou done I 
The incarnate God hath died for me I 

The Father's co-eternal Son 

Bore all my sins upon the tree I 

The Son of God for me hath died: 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

Behold Him, all ye that pass by. 
The bleeding Prince of life and peace! 

Come, sinners, see your Savior die. 
And say, was ever grief like His? 

Come, feel with me His blood applied: 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

Then let us sit beneath His cross. 
And gladly catch the healing stream; 

All things for Him account but loss. 
And give up all our hearts to Him: 

Of nothing think or speak beside: 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 



Hymn Number 9 




ISAAC WATTS 

Born 1674 
Died 1748 



This is the best hymn of the ''Father 
of English Hymnody.'' It is the human 
response of its all for God^s all, His 
unspeakable gift. Christ's being lifted 
up dranvs all hearts to Him. 



THE HEART'S RESPONSE 
TO THE CROSS 



When I survey the wondrous cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 

My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast. 
Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to His blood. 

See, from His head. His hands. His feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down I 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 

Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 



Hymn Number 10 



HENRY WARE, JR. 
Born 1794 
Died 1848 

This is Boston's best. Unitarianism 
rises to the height of the Methodist shout, 
' ' Glory to God. ' ' The bounding, dactylic 
measure of this hymn makes it easy to 
learn and repeat. Hints of resurrection 
ha've been inany, — butterflies, ivheat, 
etc. — but here is demonstration. Christ 
is the first fruits. The full harnjestfol- 
loivs, made up of them that are Christ's. 



SHOUT THE VICTORY 
OVER DEATH 



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Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, 
For Jesus hath risen, and mun can not die; 

Vain were the terrors that gathered around Him, 
And short the dominion of death and the grave ; 

He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound Him, 
Resplendent in glory to live and to save! 
Loud was the chorus of angels on high, 
The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die. 

Glory to God, in full anthems of joy ; 

The being He gave us death can not destroy: 

Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow, 

If tears were our birthright and death were our end ; 

But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, 
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend : 
Lift then your voices in triumph on high. 
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die. 



Hymn Number 11 >^ 



HARRIET AUBER 
BoRx\ 1773 
Died 1862 

Out of the quiet and secluded life of 
this authoress have come some of our 
snveetest and most inspiring songs. It 
nvas not in the nature of Christ to 
lea-ve us comfortless. He gi'ves so rich 
a gift that it is expedient, more profit- 
able, for us that He nx>ent a~u>ay. 



THE COM 
PORTER 



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Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed 

His tender last farewell, 
A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed, 

With us to dwell. 

He came in tongues of living flame, 

To teach, convince, subdue ; 
All-powerful as the wind He came, 

As viewless, too. 

He comes, sweet influence to impart, 

A gracious, willing guest, 
While He can find one humble heart 

Wherein to rest. 

And His that gentle voice we hear. 

Soft as the breath of even, 
That checks each fault, that calms each fear, 

And speaks of heaven. 

Spirit of purity and grace, 

Our weakness, pitying, see; 
O make our hearts Thy dwelling place. 

And worthier Thee ! 



Hymn Number 12 



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WM. F. WARREN 

Born 1833— 

In this hymn appears hoiv it is expe- 
dient that Christ ivent a-ivay . The Spirit 
leads into all sorts of truth. No disciple, 
not even John, mourned his departed 
Lord, the presence of the E'ver "Blessed 
Spirit ijuas his. Thank God, the dash 
follonus the date of the author'' s birth. 



OFFICES OF THE 
SPIRIT 


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I WORSHIP Thee, O Holy Ghost, 

I love to worship Thee ; 
My risen Lord for aye were lost 

But for Thy company. 

I worship Thee, Holy Ghost, 

I love to worship Thee ; 
I grieved Thee long, alas ! Thou know*st 

It grieves me bitterly. 

I worship Thee, O Holy Ghost, 

I love to worship Thee ; 
Thy patient love, at what a cost 

At last it conquered me I 

I worship Thee, Holy Ghost, 

I love to worship Thee ; 
With Thee each day is Pentecost, 

Each night Nativity. 




Hymn Number 13 


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NICOLAUS L. ZINZENDORF 
Born 1700 
Died 1760 

The attributes of the Godhead in 
"Blessed Trinity halving been learned, 
man's relation to them and appropriation 
of their help naturally follo'ws. The 
author of this hymn ivas the spiritual 
helper of John Wesley, Here is saliva- 
tion to the uttermost. The second stanza 
repeats Rom. 8:33. The last line of the 
third stanza expresses the human accept- 
ance of the unspeakable gift. Zinzen- 
dorf ixiTOte over one thousand hymns. 



A PEAN OF 
FAITH 



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Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

Bold shall I stand in Thy great day. 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully absolved through these I am. 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 

The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
Who from the Father's bosom came, 
Who died for me, e'en me to atone, 
Now for my Lord and God I own. 

Lord, I believe Thy precious blood, 
Which, at the mercy-seat of God, 
Forever doth for sinners plead, 
For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 

Lord, I believe were sinners more 
Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
Thou hast for all a ransom paid. 
For all a full atonement made. 



Hymn Number 14 



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CHARLES WESLEY 
Born 1708 
Died 1788 

Wesley'' s exuberance of feeling ex- 
pressed itself in six thousand hymns. 
This one desires all that God can do for 
him. Perception, 'verse I ; Desire, 'verse 
2; Prayer, ^verses 3, 4; Faith, 'verse 5; 
Result, as Paul says, the lo've of God 
shed abroad, like a ri'ver, throughout our 
hearts by the Holy Ghost. 



THE REFINING 
FIRE 



Jesus, Thine all victorious love 

Shed in my heart abroad : 
Then shall my feet no longer rove, 

Rooted and fixed in God. 

O that in me the sacred fire 
Might now begin to glow. 

Burn up the dross of base desire 
And make the mountains flow ! 

O that it now from heaven might fall, 
And all my sins consume ! 

Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call ; 
Spirit of burning, come I 

Refining fire, go through my heart ; 

Illuminate my soul; 
Scatter Thy life through every part. 

And sanctify the whole. 

My steadfast soul, from falling free, 
Shall then no longer move. 

While Christ is all the world to me, 
And all my heart is love. 



Hymn Number 15 



CHARLES WESLEY 
Born 1708 
Died 1788 

God says, " Ye are not your onvn, ye 
are bought 'with a price, therefore glo- 
rify God in your body.'' Christians 
should not follonv Ananias^ example — 
keeping back part of the price. 



SOUL AND BODY ^ 

CONSECRATED ^ 



Let Him to whom we now belong 
His sovereign right assert, 

And take up every thankful song, 
And every loving heart. 

He justly claims us for His own. 
Who bought us with a price*. 

The Christian lives to Christ alone. 
To Christ alone he dies. 

Jesus, Thine own at last receive. 

Fulfill our heart's desire; 
And let us to Thy glory live, 

And in Thy cause expire. 

Our souls and bodies we resign: 
With joy we render Thee 

Our all, no longer ours, but Thine, 
To all eternity. 



Hymn Number 16 >h 



RAY PALMER 

Born 1808 
Died 1887 

/ never sanv a moor, 

I never saiv the sea. 

Yet kno-oj I honv the heather looks, 

And -djhat a <wa've must be, 

I never spoke ivith God, 

Nor visited in heaven. 

Yet certain am I of the spot 

As if the chart vjere given. 

— Emily Dickinson, 
Recall Palmer' s priceless hymn, ''My faith looks up to Thee. 



WHOM NOT HAVING ^ 

SEEN WE LOVE * 

Jesus, these eyes have never seen 

That radiant form of Thine ; 
The veil of sense hangs dark between 

Thy blessed face and mine. 

I see Thee not, I hear Thee not, 

Yet art Thou oft with me ; 
And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot 

As where I meet with Thee. 

Like some bright dream that comes unsought 

When slumbers o'er me roll, 
Thine image ever fills my thought 

And charms my ravished soul. 

Yet though I have not seen, and still 

Must rest in faith alone, 
I love Thee, dearest Lord, and will. 

Unseen, but not unknown. 

When death these mortal eyes shall seal, 

And still this throbbing heart. 
The rending veil shall Thee reveal, 

All-glorious as Thou art. 



Hymn Number 17 ^ 



ISAAC WATTS 
Born 1674 
Died 1748 

Of his thousand hymns, this is the 
most brilliant piece of real poetry Watts 
ever ivrote. "Bishop McCabe specially 
requested me to include this in the fifty- 
tiuo hymns. He has already *' run up 
nuith joy the shining --way.^ ' 



TRIUMPHANT 
JOY 


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My God, the spring of all my joys 

The life of my delights, 
The glory of my brightest days, 

And comfort of my nights I 

In darkest shades, if Thou appear, 

My dawning is begun; 
Thou art my soul's bright morning star, 

And Thou my rising sun. 

The opening heavens around me shine 

With beams of sacred bliss, 
If Jesus shows His mercy mine. 

And whispers I am His. 

My soul would leave this heavy clay 

At that transporting word. 
Run up with joy the shining way, 

To see and praise my Lord. 

Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
Vd break through every foe; 

The wings of love and arms of faith 
Would bear me conqueror through. 




Hymn Number 18 


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HENRY W. BAKER, BART 
Born 1821 
Died 1877 

The author died nvith the last iivo 
lines of 'verse three upon his lips. He 
takes up the hordes oivn figure of love, 
tender care, protection, guidance, and 
pro'vision for all ivants. John 10:1-18. 
^^ The Good Shepherd lay eth do<v:n His 
life for the sheep. ^^ 



THE GOOD ^ 

SHEPHERD ^ 



The King of love my Shepherd is, 
Whose goodness faileth never; 

I nothing lack if I am His, 
And He is mine forever. 

W"here streams of living water flow, 
My ransomed soul He leadeth, 

And, where the verdant pastures grow, 
With food celestial feedeth. 

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, 
But yet in love He sought me. 

And on His shoulder gently laid, 
x\nd home, rejoicing brought me. 

In death's dark vale I fear no ill 
With Thee, dear Lord, beside me; 

Thy rod and staff my comfort still, 
Thy cross before to guide me. 

And so through all the length of days. 

Thy goodness faileth never; 
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise 

Within Thv house forever ? 



H^'Mx Nr\rBER 19 



SAMUEL MEDLEY 
Born 1738 
Died 1799 

Medley ivas appointed to the nanjy, 
nvas in several actions , ivas ivild 
and Ivor Idly till converted in 1760, 
became pastor of a 'Baptist Church in 
i767. When dying he said, ''I am a 
poor, shattered hark, just about to gain 
the blissful harbor. Hoiv siveet ■■will be 
the port after the storm!'' 



MAKE HIS PRAISE 
GLORIOUS 


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O COULD I speak the matchless worth, 

could I sound the glories forth, 
Which in my Savior shine, 

Vd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
And vie with Gabriel while he sings, 
In notes almost divine. 

1 'd sing the precious blood He spilt, 
My ransom from the dreadful guilt 

Of sin, and wrath divine ; 
I 'd sing His glorious righteousness. 
In which all-perfect, heavenly dress, 

My soul shall ever shine. 

r d sing the characters He bears. 
And all the forms of love He wears. 

Exalted on His throne ; 
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
I would to everlasting days 

Make all His glories known. 

Well, the delightful day will come 
When my dear Lord will bring me home, 

And I shall see His face ; 
Then with my Savior, Brother, Friend, 
A blest eternity I '11 spend, 

Triumphant in His grace. 




Hymn Number 20 


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FRANCES R. HAVERGAL 
Born 1836 
Died 1879 

This hymn was ^written in the jubi- 
lance of feeling that follonved the con'ver- 
sion of a family often ivhere the author 
ijoent to spend five days. God ansnuered 
the prayer, ''Lord, gi've me all this 
house.'' She says, " The last night of 
my 'visit I ivas too happy to sleep," Then 
she 'wrote the hymn closing, ''Ever, 
only, all for Thee." 



ENTIRE CONSE- 
CRATION 


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Take my life, and let it be 
Consecrated, Lord to Thee; 
Take my moments and my days; 
Let them flow in ceaseless praise ; 
Take my hands, and let them move 
At the impulse of Thy love; 
Take my feet, and let them be 
Swift and beautiful for Thee. 

Take my voice, and let me sing. 
Always, only, for my King. 
Take my lips, and let them be 
Filled with messages from Thee. 
Take my silver and my gold; 
Not a mite would I withhold. 
Take my intellect, and use 
Every power as Thou shalt choose. 

Take my will, and make it Thine ; 
It shall be no longer mine. 
Take my heart, it is Thine own ; 
It shall be Thy royal throne. 
Take my love, my Lord, I pour 
At Thy feet its treasure-store. 
Take myself, and I will be 
Ever, only, all for Thee. 




Hymn Number 21 


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FREDERICK W. FABER 
Born 1814 
Died 1863 

Man's highest glory is to be a co- 
ivorker ^-ith God. He does not treat us 
as incompetents. Retakes us into partner- 
ship. Without Him ii;e can do nothing. 
Paul may plant and Apollos may irri- 
gate all in fain unless the Chief Partner 
gi'ves the increase. 



CHRISTIAN 
COURAGE 



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Workman of God ! O lose not heart 

But learn what God is like ; 
And in the darkest battlefield 

Thou shalt know where to strike. 

Thrice blest is he to whom is given 

The instinct that can tell 
That God is on the field, when He 

Is most invisible. 

Blest too is he who can divine 

Where real right doth lie, 
And dares to take the side that seems 

Wrong to man's blindfold eye. 

Then learn to scorn the praise of men, 
And learn to lose with God; 

For Jesus won the world through shame, 
And beckons thee His road. 



Hymn Number 22 f^ 



MALTBIE D. BABCOCK 
Born 1857 
Died 1901 

This is a rugged hymn, knotted like 
the muscles of a torso of Hercules. This 
Presbyterian author used to express his 
ivhole nature by saying, ivhen introduced 
to a stranger, * * What can I do for you P ' 
He had strength to spare. He patterned 
after Him nvho came not to be ministered 
unto, but to minister. 



THE STRENUOUS 
LIFE 



^ 



Be strong! 
We are not here to play, to dream, to drift, 
We have hard work to do, and loads to lift. 
Shun not the struggle, face it, 't is God's gift. 

Be strong! 
Say not the days are evil — who 's to blame ? 
And fold the hands and acquiesce — O shame ! 
Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God's name. 

Be strong ! 
It matters not how deep intrenched the wrong. 
How hard the battle goes, the day how long; 
Faint not, fight on! To-morrow comes the song. 



Copyright, iQoi, by Chas. Scribners' Sons. 
Used by Permission. 



Hymn Number 23 ^ 



J. B. WATERBURY 

Born 1799 
Died 1875 

The author nvas a Presbyterian min- 
ister in Boston and elseivhere. Probably 
human feelings never rise to such inten- 
sity as in battle. Hence the Scriptures 
urge to "put on the armor," "Jight 
the good fight, " etc. So hymns ring ivith 
the stress of battle. 



THE SPIRITUAL 
WARFARE 



>h 



Soldiers of the cross, arise! 
Lol your Leader from the skies 
Waves before you glory's prize, 

The prize of victory. 
Seize your armor, gird it on ; 
Now the battle will be won ; 
See, the strife will soon be done ; 

Then struggle manfully. 

Jesus conquered when He fell. 
Met and vanquished earth and hell; 
Now He leads you on to swell 

The triumphs of His cross. 
Though all earth and hell appear. 
Who will doubt, or who can fear? 
God, our strength and shield, is near; 

We can not lose our cause. 

Onward, then, ye hosts of God I 
Jesus points the victor's rod; 
Follow where your Leader trod: 

You soon shall see His face. 
Soon, your enemies all slain. 
Crowns of glory you shall gain 
Soon you '11 join that glorious train 

Who shout their Saviour's praise. 



Hymn Number 24 ^ 



BISHOP HEBER 
Born 1783 
Died 1826 

This 'Bishop of Calcutta ga've us some 
of our grandest hymns ^ e.g., From Green- 
land's Icy Mountains, etc. 

Many early Christians coveted mar- 
tyrdom to folloix) Christ. They ^wished 
to suffer ivith Him in order to be glori- 
fied together. 



THEY FOLLOW THE LAMB WHITH- ^ 

ERSOEVER HE GOETH 



The Son of God goes forth to war, 

A kingly crown to gain : 
His blood-red banner streams afar; 

Who follows in His train? 
Who best can drink His cup of woe, 

Triumphant over pain, 
Who patient bears His cross below. 

He follows in His train. 

The martyr first, whose eagle eye 

Could pierce beyond the grave, 
Who saw his Master in the sky. 

And called on Him to save: 
Like Him, with pardon on his tongue, 

In midst of mortal pain. 
He prayed for them that did the wrong: 

Who follows in His train? 

A glorious band, the chosen few 

On whom the Spirit came, 
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew. 

And mocked the cross and flame; 
They climbed the steep ascent of heaven 

Through peril, toil, and pain: 
O God, to us may grace be given 

To follow in their train. 



Hymn Number 25 ^ 



SAMUEL F. SMITH 
Born 1808 
Died 1895 

A great hymn results from inspiration. 
This one nvas ivritten almost ivithout 
pre'vious thought. It is the most popular 
of all national hymns. The tune is 
claimed to han) e been composed in 
France by Lulli, is sung in England as 
" God Sa've the King," and came to our 
country first from Germany. It is fit to 
unite all nations. 



NATIONAL 
HYMN 


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My country, 't is of thee. 
Sweet land of liberty. 

Of thee I sing: 
Land where my fathers died. 
Land of the pilgrim's pride. 
From every mountain side 

Let freedom ring ! 

My native country, thee. 
Land of the noble, free. 

Thy name I love ; 
I love thy rocks and rills. 
Thy woods and templed hills; 
My heart with rapture thrills. 

Like that above. 

Let music swell the breeze. 
And ring from all the trees. 

Sweet freedom's song : 
Let mortal tongues awake; 
Let all that breathe partake; 
Let rocks their silence break. 

The sound prolong. 

Our fathers' God, to Thee, 
Author of liberty. 

To Thee we sing; 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light; 
Protect us by Thy might. 

Great God, our King. 




Hymn Number 26 


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JAMES MONTGOMERY 

Born 1771 
Died 1854 

The author s early life njnas in "very 
humble ranks. He njuas a Mora^vian 
after attaining his manhood, and an ar- 
dent adnjocate of the abolition of slaijery. 
He lAjas often fined and imprisoned for his 
publications, but after 1833 the govern- 
ment ga-ve him a pension of $l,000 a 
year for his luork as a sacred poet. 



THE GOSPEL FOR 
THE WORLD 


* 


O Spirit of the living God I 

In all thy plenitude of grace, 
Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 

Descend on our apostate race. 

Give tongues of fire and hearts of love 
To preach the reconciling word ; 

Give power and unction from above, 
Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 

Be darkness, at Thy coming, light; 

Confusion, order, in Thy path; 
Souls without strength, inspire with might ; 

Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 

Baptize the nations; far and nigh 
The triumphs of the cross record; 

The name of Jesus glorify, 

Till every kindred call Him Lord. 




Hymn Number 27 


1 



HARRIET AUBER 
Born 1773 
Died 1862 

In the infinite dynamics of the spirit- 
ual nxjorld prayer is a potent instrument. 
Peter exhorts us ** To he in all holy Hav- 
ing and godliness looking for and hasten- 
ing {margin) the coming of the day of 
God. " In that spirit ive ha've a right to 
pray. 



CHRIST'S UNIVERSAL 

REIGN * 



Hasten, Lord, the glorious time, 
When, beneath Messiah's sway, 

Every nation, every clime. 
Shall the gospel call obey. 

Mightiest kings His power shall own; 

Heathen tribes His name adore; 
Satan and his host o'erthrown. 

Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 

Then shall wars and tumult cease, 
Then be banished grief and pain; 

Righteousness and joy and peace, 
Undisturbed shall ever reign. 

Bless we, then, our gracious Lord ; 

Ever praise His glorious name; 
All His mighty acts record, 

All His wondrous love proclaim. 



Hymn Number 28 ^ 



JAMES MONTGOMERY 

Born 1771 
Died 1854 

Nothing is more clearly asserted than 
that the earth is the Lord's, and prophe- 
sied than that He shall reign o^ver it. We 
anticipate and ivork for it. 



THE SHOUT OF 
JUBILEE 


^ 


Hark I the song of jubilee, 

Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
Or the fullness of the sea 

When it breaks upon the shore: 
Hallelujah! for the Lord 

God omnipotent shall reign 
Hallelujah! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 

Hallelujah ! hark 1 the sound. 

From the depths unto the skies, 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 

All creation's harmonies: 
See Jehovah's banner furled. 

Sheathed His sword; He speaks; 'tis done! 
And the kingdoms of this world 

Are the kingdoms of His Son. 

He shall reign from pole to pole 

With illimitable sway; 
He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 

Yonder heavens have passed away : 
Then the end; beneath His rod 

Man's last enemy shall fall; 
Hallelujah! Christ in God, 

God in Christ, is all in all. 




Hymn Number 29 


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A. C. COXE 
Born 1818 
Died 1896 

The earth is a grwveyard of nations^ 
but is the home of the triumphant Church. 
When godlike men get able to handle the 
forces of this luorld, a neiv hea'ven and 
a neiv earth, far more dynamic, luill be 
gi'ven them. 



THE CHURCH 
PERSISTS 


^ 


O WHERE are kings and empires now, 

Of old that went and came? 
But, Lord, Thy Church is praying yet, 

A thousand years the same. 

We mark her goodly battlements. 

And her foundations strong; 
We hear within the solemn voice 

Of her unending song. 

For not like kingdoms of the world 

Thy holy Church, O God I 
Though earthquake shocks are threatening her, 

And tempests are abroad; 

Unshaken as eternal hills, 

Immovable she stands, 
A mountain that shall fill the earth, 

A house not made with hands. 




Hymn Number 30 


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SIR JOHN BOWRING 

Born 1792 
Died 1872 

One easily concei<ves that this hymn 
ivas ivritten awhile its author nvas go'v- 
ernor of Hong Kong. To the south and 
easterly is a range of steep, high hills. 
Looking up from their unlighted base he 
might call to the nvatchman on the height. 
Its suggestion is in Isa. 21 : II, 12 ; God's 
prophets are foretellers. 



1 THE MORNING 
COMETH 


* 


Watchman, tell us of the night, 

What its signs of promise are. 
Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height 

See that glory beaming star! 
Watchman, does its beauteous ray 

Aught of hope or joy foretell? 
Traveler, yes; it brings the day, 

Promised day of Israel. 

Watchman, tell us of the night; 

Higher yet the star ascends. 
Traveler, blessedness and light, 

Peace and truth, its course portends. 
Watchman, will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
Traveler, ages are its own. 

See, it bursts o'er all the earth I 

Watchman, tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn. 
Traveler, darkness takes its flight; 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
Watchman, let thy wandering cease; 

Hie thee to thy quiet home I 
Traveler, lo, the Prince of Peace, 

Lo, the Son of God is come! 




Hymn Number 31 


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ISAAC WATTS 

Born 1674 
Died 1748 

We anticipate the Sen;enth Angel's 
proclamation that brings such great shouts 
of rapture in heaveny " The Kingdom of 
the nvorld is become the Kingdom of our 
Lord and His Christ, and He shall reign 
for e'ver and e^ver." 



THE WORLD'S j. 

GREAT JOY ^ 



Joy to the world I the Lord is come; 
Let earth receive her King; 
Let every heart prepare Him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

Joy to the world I the Savior reigns; 
Let men their songs employ; 
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

No more let sin and sorrow grow. 

Nor thorns infest the ground; 
He comes to make His blessings flow 

Far as the curse is found. 

He rules the world with truth and grace, 

And makes the nations prove 
The glories of His righteousness, 

And wonders of His love. 



Hymn Number 32 ^ 



JOSEPH HART 
Born 1712 
Died 1768 

The author ^uoas at first an infidel, 
'writing the book/' The Unreasonableness 
of Religion,'' but being as thoroughly con- 
averted as ivas St. Paul, he became an 
earnest pastor in London. The one means 
of making the kingdoms of this ivorld our 
Lord's, that every one can use, is prayer. 
Pray the Lord for more laborers. 



AGENCY OF 
PRAYER 




Prayer is appointed to convey 
The blessings God designs to give: 

Long as they live should Christians pray; 
They learn to pray when first they live. 

If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress; 

If cares distract, or fears dismay; 
If guilt deject; if sin distress; 

In every case, still watch and pray. 

'T is prayer supports the soul that 's weak; 

Though thought be broken, language lame, 
Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak; 

But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 

Depend on Him; thou canst not fail; 

Make all thy wants and wishes known; 
Fear not; His merits must prevail: 

Ask but in faith, it shall be done. 



Hymn Number 33 




JOHN A. WALLACE 
Born 1793 
Died 1841 

The author ivas a Unitarian in Totnes, 
and afternvard in Wareham, England. 
The hymn is Psalm I2I just in modern 
language. Behold, He that keepeth Israel 
nvill not slumber, much less sleep. Prayer 
can reach that Sleepess Ponver. 



PRAYER MOVES 
OMNIPOTENCE 




There is an eye that never sleeps 

Beneath the wing of night; 
There is an ear that never shuts, 

When sink the beams of light. 

There is an arm that never tires, 
When human strength gives way; 

There is a love that never fails, 
When earthly loves decay. 

That eye is fixed on seraph throngs; 

That arm upholds the sky; 
That ear is filled with angel songs; 

That love is throned on high. 

But there *s a power which man can wield, 

When mortal aid is vain, 
That eye, that arm, that love to reach, 

That listening ear to gain. 

That power is prayer, which soars on high. 

Through Jesus to the throne. 
And moves the hand which moves the world, 

To bring salvation down. 



Hymn Number 34 




FREDERICK W. FABER 

Born 1814 
Died 1863 

The greatest thoughts in the uni<verse 
are about God. Thinking about Him 
makes the greatest thinkers. Feeling 
nuith Him gives the highest emotion. 



THOUGHT ABOUT 
GOD 




O HOW the thought of God attracts 
And draws the heart from earth, 

And sickens it of passing shows 
And dissipating mirth! 

'T is not enough to save our souls, 

To shun the eternal fires; 
The thought of God will rouse the heart 

To more sublime desires. 

God only is the creature^s home, 

Though rough and straight the road; 

Yet nothing less can satisfy 
The love that longs for God. 

O utter but the name of God 
Down in your heart of hearts. 

And see how from the world at once 
All tempting light departs I 

A trusting heart, a yearning eye, 

Can win their way above; 
If mountains can be moved by faith, 

Is there less power in love? 



Hymn Number 35 




JOHN E. BODE 
Born 1816 
Died 1874 

The author 'was a rector in the Church 
of England. It takes t'lvo to make a co'v- 
enant. God styles Himself a Co'venant- 
keeping God. Each party must be true 
or the co'venant is broken. 



COVENANTS BIND 
BOTH 



Jesus, I have promised 
To serve Thee to the end; 

Be Thou forever near me, 
My Master and my Friend: 

1 shall not fear the battle 
If Thou art by my side, 

Nor wander from the pathway 
If Thou wilt be my Guide. 

let me feel Thee near me; 
The world is ever near; 

1 see the sights that dazzle, 
The tempting sounds I hear; 

My foes are ever near me, 
Around me and within; 

But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer, 
And shield my soul from sin. 

O Jesus Thou hast promised 

To all who follow Thee, 
That where Thou art in glory 

There shall Thy servant be; 
And, Jesus, I have promised 

To serve Thee to the end; 
O give me grace to follow, 

My Master and my Friend. 



Hymn Number 36 



COMPOSER UNKNOWN 

The fi've negatives in the last line are 
matched by fi've in Heb. I^i 5. 



FOUNDATION OF GOD 

STANDETH SURE ^ 



How FIRM a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
What more can He say than to you He hath said, 
To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled? 

"Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed. 
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; 
I 'U strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, 
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand. 

"When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow; 
For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

"When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie. 
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply, 
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

"E'en down to old age aU my people shall prove 
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn. 
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne. 

"The soul that on Jesus still leans for repose, 
I will not, I will net desert to his foes; 
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, 
I '11 never, no never, no never forsake! 



Hymn Number 37 ^ 



FREDERICK W. FABER 
Born 1814 
Died 1863 

This is another echo of the martyr 
spirit. Men joyed and shouted in the 
flames. But ''kindly ivords and 'vir- 
tuous life" are the longer and sometimes 
harder tests. Be ye steadfast, unmov- 
able, alnvays abounding in the ivork of 
the Lord. Your labor is not alone. 



THE FAITH DELIVERED 
TO THE SAINTS 



* 



Faith of our fathers I living still 
In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword: 

O how our hearts beat high with joy 
Whene'er we hear that glorious word! 

Faith of our fathers I holy faith! 

We will be true to Thee till death I 

Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, 
Were still in heart and conscience free: 

How sweet would be their children's fate. 
If they, like them, could die for Thee! 

Faith of our fathers I holy faith I 

We will be true to Thee till death! 

Faith of our fathers! we will love 
Both friend and foe in all our strife: 

And preach Thee, too, as love knows how, 
By kindly words and virtuous life: 

Faith of our fathers! holy faith! 

We will be true to Thee till death! 



Hymn Number 38 ^ 



MADAME GUYON 
Born 1648 
Died 1717 

Madame Guyon had all the fire and 
•vinjacity of the French blood. She nvas 
intense, mystical^ thought she had personal 
-visions of Christ, ivas imprisoned in the 
Bastile. Her ser<vant, La Gautiere, 'vol- 
unteered to serve her in the prisons, and 
smuggled her ^writings outside. 



AT HOME WITH GOD 
ANYWHERE 



My Lord, how full of sweet content, 
I pass my years of banishment I 
Where'er I dwell, I dwell with Thee, 
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. 

To me remains nor place nor time; 
My country is in every clime: 
I can be calm and free from care, 
On any shore, since God is there. 

While place we seek, or place we shun 
The soul finds happiness in none; 
But with a God to guide our way, 
'T is equal joy to go or stay. 

Could I be cast where Thou art not, 
That were indeed a dreadful lot; 
But regions none remote I call, 
Secure of finding God in all. 



Hymn Number 39 



AUGUSTUS M. TOPLADY 
Born 1740 
Died 1778 

The hymn, Rock of Ages, is enough to 
make any author i?nmortal. It is too nvell 
knonvn to require admission in this list. 
The author nvas vi'vidly connjerted in a 
barn, under a sermon preached on the text 
Eph 2: J 3, by a loivly layman, nxjho could 
scarcely spell his name. 



FAITH AT ALL 
TIMES 


^ 


If, on a quiet sea, 

Toward heaven we calmly sail. 
With greatful hearts, O God, to Thee, 

We '11 own the favoring gale. 

But should the surges rise, 

And rest delay to come. 
Blest be the tempest, kind the storm, 

Which drives us nearer home. 

Soon shall our doubts and fears 

All yield to Thy control; 
Thy tender mercies shall illume 

The midnight of the soul. 

Teach us, in every state. 
To make Thy will our own; 

And when the joys of sense depart. 
To live by faith alone. 




Hymn Number 40 


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JOHN NEWTON 

Born 1725 
Died 1807 

" Though I nvas before a blasphemer 
and a persecutor and injurious, I obtained 
mercy because I did it ignorantly, in un- 
belief. And the grace of our Lord 
abounded exceedingly ^uuith faith andlo^e 
which is in Christ Jesus. ''—Paul, J Tim. 
^' 13, 14' 



THE DEAREST ^ 

NAME ^ 



How SWEET the name of Jesus sounds 

In a believer's ear I 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 

And drives away his fear. 

It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
And calms the troubled breast; 

'T is manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary, rest. 

Dear name! the rock on which I build, 
My shield and hiding place; 

My never-failing treasury, filled 
With boundless stores of grace I 

Weak is the effort of my heart. 

And cold my warmest thought; 
But when I see Thee as Thou art, 
I '11 praise Thee as I ought. 

Till then, I would Thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of Thy nam.e 

Refresh my soul in death. 



Hymn Number 41 ^ 



PHILIP DODDRIDGE 

Born 1702 
Died 1751 

Doddridge ivas an English Congrega- 
tional clergyman, the last one of a family 
of tnventy-one children. 
There are no high ideals of life, nor means 
of attaining them, except the Christian. 
—Eph. I: 15-23. 



so RUN AS TO ^ 

OBTAIN ^ 



Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 

And press with vigor on; 
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 

And an immortal crown. 

A cloud of witnesses around 

Hold thee in full survey; 
Forget the steps already trod. 

And onward urge thy way. 

'T is God's all animating voice 

That calls thee from on high; 
'T is His own hand presents the prize 

To thine aspiring eye: — 

That prize, with peerless glories bright. 

Which shall new luster boast, 
When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems 

Shall blend in common dust. 

Blest Savior, introduced by Thee, 

Have I my race begun; 
And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet 

I '11 lay my honors down. 



Hymn Number 42 >^ 



WILLIAM COWPER 
Born 1731 
Died 1800 

The Bible shonjos its po^wer by inspir- 
ing a multitude of hymns in its apprecia- 
tion and praise. Indeed it is the grand 
pean of all the ages, from the time themorn- 
ing stars sang together till the neav song 
in the Neiv Jerusaletn. 



GLORY OF THE 
SCRIPTURES 


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A GLORY gilds the sacred page, 

Majestic like the sun, 
It gives a light to every age; 

It gives, but borrows none. 

The hand that gave it still supplies 
The gracious light and heat: 

His truths upon the nations rise : 
They rise, but never set. 

Let everlasting thanks be Thine 
For such a bright display, 

As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

My soul rejoices to pursue 
The steps of Him I love. 

Till glory breaks upon my view 
In brighter worlds above. 




Hymn Number 43 


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SAMUEL J. STONE 
Born 1839 



BUILDED UPON 
CHRIST 



* 



The Church's one foundation 

Is Jesus Christ her Lord; 
She is His new creation 

By water and the word: 
From heaven He came and sought her 

To be His holy bride; 
With His own blood He bought her, 

And for Her life He died. 

Elect from every nation, 

Yet one o'er all the earth, 
Her charter of salvation, 

One Lord, one faith, one birth; 
One holy name she blesses. 

Partakes one holy food. 
And to one hope she presses, 

With every grace endued. 

Mid toil and tribulation, 

And tumult of her war. 
She waits the consummation 

Of peace for evermore; 
Till, with the vision glorious, 

Her longing eyes are blest. 
And the great Church victorious 

Shall be the Church at rest. 



Hymn Number 44 



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JEMIMA T. LUKE 

Born 1813 

Blossoms of humanity, cherubs ixiho 
^wandered hither alone, nvere recognized 
by Christ as if He had knonvn them be- 
fore. Children easily apprehend the in- 
njtsible. Hence faith in God is as easy 
as breathing. 



THE SWEET STORY ^ 

OF OLD ^ 



I THINK when I read that sweet story of old, 

When Jesus was here among men, 
How He called little children as lambs to His fold, 

I should like to have been with Him then. 
I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, 

That His arms had been thrown around me. 
That I might have seen His kind look when He said, 

Let the little ones come unto Me. 

Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go 

And ask for a share in His love; 
And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, 

I shall see Him and hear Him above: 
In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare. 

For all who are washed and forgiven; 
And many dear children shall be with Him there, 

For of such is the kingdom of heaven. 



Hymn Number 45 >3& 



STEPHEN G. BULFINCH 
Born 1809 
Died 1870 

The author s father nvas the architect 
of Boston State Home, City Hally Faneuil 
Hall, and O'ver forty churches. Heredity 
makes the son nvrite <verse three. He 
tuas a Unitarian clergyman. 



PRESENT AND ETERNAL 
SABBATH 


^ 


Hail to the Sabbath dayl 

The day divinely given, 
When men to God their homage pay, 

And earth draws near to heaven. 

Lord, in this sacred hour, 

Within Thy courts we bend, 
And bless Thy love, and own Thy power. 

Our Father and our Friend. 

But Thou art not alone 

In courts by mortals trod; 
Nor only is the day Thine own; 

When man draws near to God: 

Thy temple is the arch 

Of yon unmeasured sky; 
Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march 

Of vast eternity. 

Lord, may that holier day 
Dawn on Thy servants' sight ; 

And purer worship may we pay 
In heaven's unclouded light. 




Hymn Number 46 


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CHRISTOPHER WORDSWORTH 

Born 1807 
Died 1885 



DAY OF REST AND 
GLADNESS 



O DAY of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, 
O balm of care and sadness, most beautiful, most 

bright: 
On thee, the high and lowly, through ages joined in 

tune, 
Sing "Holy, holy, holy," to the great God Triune. 

On thee, at the creation, the light first had its birth; 
On thee for our salvation, Christ rose from depths 

of earth. 
On thee, our Lord, victorious the Spirit sent from 

heaven; 
And thus on thee, most glorious, a triple light was 

given. 

To-day on weary nations the heavenly manna falls; 
To holy convocations the silver trumpet calls. 
Where gospel light is glowing with pure and radiant 

beams. 
And living water flowing with soul-refreshing streams. 

New graces ever gaining from this our day of rest, 
We reach the rest remaining to spirits of the blest; 
To Holy Ghost be praises, to Father, and to Son; 
The Church her voice upraises to Thee, blest Three 
in One. 



Hymn Number 47 



PHILIP DODDRIDGE 

Born 1702 
Died 1751 

The greatest enjent in the uni'verse has 
celebration in all ages, places, climes, and 
Christian hearts. It is simple, significant, 
and brings to remembrance that blessed 
atonement nve all so much need, and 
nvhich is amply pron)ided. " This is My 
blood shed for you, and for many, for the 
remission of sins.'' 



AT TABLE WITH THE - 

LORD * 



The King of heaven His table spreads, 
And blessings crown the board; 

Not paradise, with all its joys, 
Could such delight afford. 

Pardon and peace to dying men, 

And endless life are given, 
Through the rich blood that Jesus shed 

To raise our souls to heaven. 

Millions of souls, in glory now, 

Were fed and feasted here; 
And millions more, still on the way, 

Around the board appear. 

All things are ready, come away. 

Nor weak excuses frame; 
Crowd to your places at the feast. 

And bless the Founder's name. 



Hymn Number 48 ^ 



GERARD T. NOEL 
Born 1782 
Died 1851 

Christ said nvith an expressi've Hebra- 
ism, " With exceeding desire, hanje I de- 
sired to eat this Passo'ver ivith you.'" 



GRATITUDE AND j. 

LOVE * 



If human kindness meets return, 

And owns the grateful tie; 
If tender thoughts within us burn 

To feel a friend is nigh; — 
O shall not warmer accents tell 

The gratitude we owe 
To Him who died, our fears to quell, 

Our more than orphan's woe! 

While yet His anguished soul surveyed 

Those pangs He would not flee, 
What love His latest words displayed, — 

"Meet and remember Me!" 
Remember Thee! Thy death, Thy shame 

Our sinful hearts to share! 
O memory, leave no other name 

But His recorded there! 



Hymn Number 49 >h 



WILLIAM F. LLOYD 

Born 1791 
Died 1853 

Lloyd ivas an English layman, and 
an enthusiastic Sunday-school njjorker. 
When John Huss ivas praying beside the 
stake he said, " My times are in Thy hand. 
Into Thy hands I commit my spirit.'" 



OUR TIMES IN GOD'S 
HAND (Psa. 31: 15) 


* 


My times are in Thy hand: 
My God, I wish them there: 

My life, my friends, my soul, I leave 
Entirely to Thy care. 

My times are in Thy hand, 

Whatever they may be; 
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright. 

As best may seem to Thee, 

My times are in Thy hand; 

Why should I doubt or fear? 
My Father's hand will never cause 

His child a needless tear. 

My times are in Thy hand, 

Jesus, the crucified! 
The hand my cruel sins had pierced 

Is now my guard and guide. 

My times are in Thy hand; 

I '11 always trust in Thee 
And, after death, at Thy right hand 

I shall forever be. 




Hymn Number 50 


^ 



JOSIAH CONDOR 
Born 1790 
Died 1855 



THE TRANSI- 
TION 

O THE hour when this material 

Shall have vanished like a cloud, 
When amid the wide ethereal 

All the invisible shall crowd, 
And the naked soul surrounded 

With realities unknown, 
Triumphs in the view unbounded. 

Feel herself with God alone. 

In that sudden, strange transition. 

By what new and finer sense, 
Shall she grasp the mighty vision, 

And receive the influence? 
Angels guard the new immortal, 

Through the wonder-teeming space, 
To the everlasting portal. 

To the spirit's resting-place. 

Can I trust a fellow-being? 

Can I trust an angers care? 
O Thou Merciful All-seeing, 

Beam around my spirit there; 
Jesus, blessed Mediator, 

Thou the airy path hast trod; 
Thou, my Judge and Consummator, 

Shepherd of the fold of God. 



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Hymn Number 51 ^ 



BERNARD OF CLUNY 
Dates Unknown 



THE NEW JERU- 
SALEM 


^ 


Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blest, 
Beneath thy contemplation sink heart and voice op- 

pressed: 
I know not, O I know not what social joys are there; 
What radiancy of glory, what light beyond compare. 

They stand, those halls of Zion, all jubilant with song, 
And bright with many an angel, and all the martyr 

throng; 
The Prince is ever in them, the daylight is serene; 
The pastures of the blessed are decked in glorious 

sheen. 

There is a throne of David; and there, from care re- 
leased. 

The song of them that triumph, the shout of them that 
feast; 

And they who with their Leader, have conquered in 
the fight, 

Forever and forever are clad in robes of white. 

sweet and blessed country, the home of God's elect I 
O sweet and blessed country that eager hearts expect 1 
Jesus, in mercy brings us to that dear land of rest; 
Who art, with God the Father, and Spirit, ever blest. 




Hymn Number 52 


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INDEX 


•i* 




Hymn 






Number 




A Glory gilds the Sacred Page, 


43 




Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 


- 42 




Be strong, . - - . . 


23 




Come, my soul, in sacred lays, 


1 




Faith of our fathers, living still, - 


38 




Hail to the Sabbath Day, 


- 46 




Hark, the song of jubilee, . . . . 


29 




Hark, what mean those holy voices. 


5 




Hasten, Lord, the glorious time. 


28 




How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 


- 37 




How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, 


41 




If human kindness meets return, - 


- 49 




If on a quiet sea, ----- 


40 




I THINK when I READ THAT SWEET STORY OF OLD, - 


- 45 




I WORSHIP Thee, Holy Ghost, 


13 




Jerusalem, the golden, . . . . 


- 52 




Jesus, Thine all victorious love, 


15 




Jesus, these eyes have never seen. 


- 17 




Jesus, the very thought of Thee, 


8 




Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness. 


- 14 




Joy to the world, the Lord is come, 


32 




Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, 


- 11 




Let Him to whom we now belong, 


16 




My Country, 'tis of thee, 


- 26 




My God, the spring of all my joys, 


18 




My Lord, how full of sweet content, - 


- 39 




My times are in Thy hands, - - - - 


50 




O could I speak the matchless worth, - 


- 20 




DAY OF rest and GLADNESS, - - - - 


47 




HOW THE THOUGHT OF GOD ATTRACTS, 


- 35 






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INDEX 



O Jesus, I have promised, 

O LOVE DIVINE, WHAT HAST THOU DONE, 

O Spirit of the Living God, 

O the hour when this material, 

O where are kings and empires now. 

Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed, - 

Prayer is appointed to convey, 

Soldiers of the cross, arise, 

Strong Son of God, immortal love, 

Take my life and let it be, 

The Church's one foundation. 

The King of Heaven, His table spreads. 

The King of Love my Shepherd is. 

The Lord, our God, is clothed with might, 

The Son of God goes forth to war. 

There 's a wideness in God's mercy, 

There is an eye that never sleeps, - 

Tho' troubles assail and dangers affright. 

Watchman, tell us of the night. 

We may not climb the heavenly steeps, 

When I survey the wondrous cross. 

Workman of God, Oh lose not heart, 





Hymn 

NuMbEK 


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36 


• 




9 
27 






51 
30 






12 
33 






24 
6 






21 
44 






48 
19 






2 

25 






3 
34 


- 




4 
31 






7 
10 






22 



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